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In the quiet of his room, our anonymous stud, unencumbered by clothes or inhibitions, takes his stiff, generous cock in hand. He strokes the length, feeling every ridge and vein, his grip tightening as he picks up pace. His breath deepens, his body tenses, and with a final, powerful thrust, he unleashes a torrent of pent-up desire, his thick, creamy seed painting his abs.